Always felt a bit alien, big eyes like those haunting paintings
\nWondering if everyone thinks or learns or processes at the same rate
\nOr if those few in subdued magic and understated presence
\nCome from the same place as me, born of the same planet<\/p>\n
I recognize them when I meet them, a manic yet contained time bomb
\nMoody and cheerful, bleeding hearts tearful when it comes to goodbyes
\nCan we go home, does home exist, is it better than this lie
\nTry to imagine it, what it could be, so often I do try<\/p>\n
Light and calm conversations, vacation on the rings of saturn
\nA cosmic copy of Palm Springs but with looming mountains packed with trees
\nAnd we’d eat fruit from low branches sink our teeth into the flesh
\nInside them juicy meat that no animals had to die for<\/p>\n
We’d speak kindly and be vulnerable and heal and grow each other
\nOur own personal planet, not taken for granted, we could finally have a mother
\nThat would listen to our needs and happily feed our slender bodies
\nNo one dying of starvation, no children locked in cages<\/p>\n
Stages of our moons would reflect stages of our being
\nWhen we are fulfilled and strong, and when security feels fleeting
\nNo need to be redundant when we can say it with our eyes
\nDo you remember that Nirvana nestled somewhere in the skies<\/p>\n
Don’t deny it I won’t lie it sounds like heaven or a dream
\nTo remove myself from everything that doesn’t feel like me
\nYou’d be there to teach me, show me the space I never knew
\nIf mother planet does exist tell her I’m looking for her too<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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